I was at my hair appointment when I heard s song playing on the radio. “How Great Thou Art” was a favorite of my grandmother’s, and I made sure it eas played at her funeral in 1980. I was a teen living with my grandmother when she suddenly and unexpectedly passed away. While still processing how I had randomly heard the song, I came across the heart at the entryway of an apartment building (had never been there and was briefly stopping by to pick up something). I paused, and I considered just leaving it there. However, I appreciate synchronicity. I gave it a home.
